When I was younger I would spend weeks at a time with my Aunt Dottie and Uncle Bobby. One summer I fell on a bike and cut my knee. I kept putting band-aide on it but they floated down my leg. Uncle Bobby took me for stitches and said if I was brave I could stay the rest of the week and not have to go home. Not only did he let me stay we went to Polar Cub for a cone. He was so good to me. I’m so Happy I never left their house without telling them I loved them. RIP Uncle Bobby I loved you and will miss you❤️
Mrs. Hunt, Linda, Mark, Bobby, Brenda, Rhonda and Todd, My sincere condolences to all of you and the entire Hunt family. So sorry for your loss. Bob LaMothe
